An awkward breakfast

"Victoria? ...what...what happened? You're huge!" cried out Panacea as she got her first glance of her sister sitting at the table with her bowl of cereal.

"Oh, yeah. Do you like them?" asked Victoria with a gleeful squeal. Her top and bra were clearly push up ones and doing their job putting the cleavage clearly on display. "They've been growing a lot over the last week. I think I'm having a growth spurt. I bought new cup sizes every 2nd day or so and keep outgrowing them."

"Uhh yeah, I guess I like them. They umm look good on you," though Panacea. The awe inspiring aura and were starting to play havoc on those pheromones from several days ago even though they'd mostly diminished. She could feel herself getting wet from the hot display just a few feet away from her. "They were already so large, how little **** would it take to pull down that over-strained bra just a little...and spring them free into the air?!" pondered Panacea.

"I tried hiding it at first but last night ...or rather this morning, I just woke up and figured why be ashamed? Why not show off these puppies a bit? Dress to impress, you know? They are pretty spectacular and their real! I just hope it stops soon, I don't want to get any bigger than a large D where I'm currently at, you know?" carried on Victoria between bites of cereal. "Speaking of which, would you mind giving me a quick physical?"

"Pfugh, what?" cried Panacea midbite spitting out food.

"Well, you know, use your healing powers on my breast and just make sure I don't have cancer or anything. Huge huge growths over a few days or minutes, isn't an everyday occurrence unless maybe it's like a tumor or something. Oh god, you don't think I have cancer, do you? Here check!"

Before Panacea could think of a reason to decline, Victoria got up, walked around the table and placed Panacea's hands firmly on the visible tit flesh causing a definite need to change her underwear before she went anywhere...and probably furiously masturbate. Focusing her power, the only thing odd about Victoria's body was her hormone levels seem to be absurdly high. Especially those responsible for breast growth during puberty and a few for general sexual arousal. The kind of hormones that peak during that time of the month. A quick adjustment and Victoria was back to ...normal-ish.

"Umm, seems just like hormones. I tuned you down to your normal level. There shouldn't be any more ...umm...changes. Speaking of which, I wanted to talk to you about...the past few nights. I've been woken up a few times to the sound of you....making noises," gently broached Panacea.

"Ah right, sorry about that. I know you need your sleep to do your good work too for the city's people. I don't mean to. I just keep waking up from these really erotic dreams and bam, I'm in the middle of it and it's intense! Like best of my life kind of intense!" cried out Victoria with an almost glazed look on her face.

"Oh..." replied Panacea leaving it at that. She couldn't really blame her sister for her dreams. It's not like someone can control those that well and if it was causing her to wake up screaming; it's kind of like a night terror, "Well, is everything okay with Dean? Are the dreams related to ...?" leaving the question unfinished.

Victoria kind of scrunched up her face and pensively showed some hesitation before answering. "Kind of... Dean's sweet and caring, which comes along with an empath and takes good care of me. It's just he's also kind of ...lame. Have you ever wanted to just be fucked really hardcore? I mean just dominated by someone hung and huge? Like impossibly super-large? Hard, fast and intense. Not the soft romantic kind?"

"I've thought about it," admitted Panacea since she felt a lot of closeness with that aura surrounding Glory Girl. Panacea hadn't stopped thinking about the patient in room 513. If it wasn't so dangerous to risk going back, with him knowing her weakness of susceptibility, when making multiple changes in short succession.... she'd be tempted to tune him down just a wee bit with her powers if he was sleeping...for the sake of the women of city. If he happened to wake up and fuck her with the sex lisence and his pheromones overpowered her...mmm....Panacea daydreamed that it wouldn't be so bad.

"It's worse for me. I've dreamt about it. I'm always at the hospital. Not memorial hospital but the other one. The room number is probably the clearest thing about the dream. Next thing I know, I'm getting really really turned on physically. I'm not even in the room yet but it's like each and every breathe, bam. So finally, I open the door and there's this really skinny guy that looks like he desperately needs to eat a sandwich or something. It's like everything he eats goes straight to his cock though because he's fucking huge. I mean HUGE."

"He's always got some new nurse or women and he's just giving it to their pussy or shoving their head down on his dick. They are just so submissive and even though you can visibly see it moving down the throat or pumping in and out, there's just so much of it outside still. Dream logic, no way he can be that big. He'd have to be like 16 inches or something. Anyways, he turns to me and says Glory Girl, always ogling my body with an approving smirk. Reminding me of an artist really and he tells me to sit next to him. He whispers some stuff into my ear I never make out and then tells me to get onto all fours. One hard, fast, shove that feels so deep, it's like he's going to split me in half and poof. I'm awake screaming in the most intense, long orgasms I've ever had."

"So yeah, Dean's nice soft average style has seemed a little tame and boring lately. I think I'll head to the hospital and check out that room number. If it turns out some guy has been manipulating me, he's going to get a fist full of justice, right to the face!" declared Victoria as she got up and put her dishes in the sink.

"Do...do you really think that's a good idea?" asked Panacea a little concerned. Looking over her shoulder admiring Victoria's new body standing over the sink looking out the window. Maybe, she'd turn up those hormones in her own body. Her C cup had always felt like the perfect size for her frame but now she felt a little inadequate. She'd purposely never let Glory Girl know she could enhance chests so she'd have something beautiful or special about her to load over her otherwise perfect sister. Now...what was special about her? freckles?

Panacea making a small adjustment internally to her biology so she'd at least match her sister, added a concerned comment, "Is the room number 513?"

"What? Have you been dreaming about him too?" came Victoria's shocked reply even as she continued to march towards the front door and dawn her costume.

"Umm, yeah, something like that," replied Panacea, still to embarrassed to discuss her vulnerability, the handjob and godlike super, she'd made last night while being in the same room. Or the experience of watching a nurse pleasure the patient from 514. Definitely not wanting to admit that this whole situation, might indirectly be her fault and her doing.

"Well that does it! Nobody messes with my sister!" fumed Glory Girl as she opened the front door and took off, so angered she forgot to close it behind her.

"This is not good...not good at all," though Panacea as she gowned up herself, closing and locking the door behind her. Hurrying after her sister, Panacea knew she had to make it to the hospital fast. Who knows what would happen when Patient 514 with all new powers met a very angry, horny, enhanced glory girl.